aka The Typewriter.
I'm working on a script with Josh. A horror movie inspired by the song "Puttin' on the Ritz". It involves a zombie greaser and a girl with a Fred Astaire obsession. In context, it really isn't that random. But there is no way I'm giving away the plot or the ending.
So, I seriously thought I was the only one who thought that song was creepy (because, you know, it's not a song people talk about a lot). But Josh agreed with me that it had a certain dark quality that was most potent in the Fred Astaire and Taco versions. We worked out an outline, and I can tell you, this is definitely a 50/50 job. We were going to just get high and vandalize shit, but this is cooler because it can lead to money and groupies. Because writers get groupies, right?
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